The driver pulls up to a huge, molded iron gates with a huge initial D, in gold in the centre. There are very many paparazzi outside the building, taking pictures of the house and the car. I duck my head down and sink into my seat, I don't want my pictures anywhere in the papers for God knows what.
"Don't worry miss, the windows are double tinted so they can't see anything that's happening." The driver says after noticing my discomfort.
Oh
He leans out of his window and presses his thumb onto some machine on the wall, and the gates automatically opens.
"Wow!" I say to myself as I stare at the mansion. The driver pulls into a circular driveway. He opens the door for me and I step out as my jaw drops at the size of the mansion. It's almost the size of the white house which I've actually never seen but I just estimate it but this is just enormous, saying that is also an understatement.
"Hey Amelia." A woman probably Mrs. Dayton walks up to me. her skin is flawless and her brunette hair flowing in the wind. She is dazzlingly beautiful.
"We are so excited that you are here." She squeals, wrapping her arms around me. I hug her back as I stare ahead. Mr. Dayton is walking towards us with a smile on his face. The pictures I've seen on Google are different, he doesn't smile, has an intimidating look and he doesn't dress up in casual clothes like he is dressed right now. I expected him to have this serious look on his face with eyes like the witch in the Wizard of Oz.
"So am i." I smile at her as she releases me.
"Amelia, what took you so long, we've been waiting for hours." Mr. Dayton muses, which takes me by surprise. This side of him, I did not expect at all.
"It's the traffic, Mr. Day-"
"Oh no dear..... call us Herman and Anna," Herman cuts me off, correcting me. I smile at how casual they are,
"We're so excited that you are here. We are gonna give you the best summer of your life." Anna says and I grin at that. I feel all the tension and nervousness that was building up in me has gone. These two are really friendly and welcoming. I feel at home already.
"Finally, a girl in the house. The boys are really excited to see you." Herman says as they direct me to the front door of the enormous mansion.
That's when it hits me. Six boys, one girl. I start to feel nervous once again as I take slow steps to the mansion. I kinda feel like Lincoln Loud from the Loud House but in this case I'm a girl and they are only six boys but still....
Herman and Anna notice my change in mood and movement and turn to me, "Don't worry about the boys, they are really excited for you to be there." Anna squeezes my shoulder reassuring me.
"She's right, they are even peeping through the windows staring at you." Herman motions his head to the living room large window and I chuckle at the sight. There are faces pressed against the window and many pairs of eyes looking at me with smiles spread across their faces. Maybe, it won't be that bad.
I take a deep breath and follow Herman and Anna to the mansion. I gasp in awe as I stare at the high arched ceiling, large art gallery lined on the walls with a beautiful view of the driveway. This place is stunning.
"You have a gorgeous house." I turn to Herman and Anna as they follow me to the living room, I think...
"Thank you." Anna smiles at me. I turn around and I crush onto a hard chest. I rub my forehead with my palm as I look at the owner of the hard chest.
I am met with a hot looking guy with medium natural hair that falls onto the sides of face. He has dark brown eyes that match his hair, my eyes travel down his muscular body. He is dressed in a white vest that shows the outline of his muscles and some tattoos on his abs that I can't see clearly but the ink shows. I look up and he is smirking at me,
"Are you done?" he asks in his deep masculine voice that has an edge to it.
"What?!" I ask, looking clueless to what he's asking.
"Are you done checking me out?" he asks and I roll my eyes at him with a scoff.
"Amelia dear, this is Hunter, the eldest son." Anna introduces this arrogant douche, just in time before I let out my snarky remark. I also notice the glare Anna sent to his son who in turn just shrugged.
"Nice to meet you, Hunter." I throw him my fakest smile. He winks at me, then heads off to the opposite direction. Asshole!
I enter the luxurious living room and look around. There is a huge chandelier in the center of the room. There are many huge couches, about twenty, probably because of the size of the room. A large TV screen is attached to a wall, I spot four handsome looking boys looking at me with huge grins plastered on their faces. I smile awkwardly at them.
"Amelia!!!!" A young boy, who looks like he is ten years, with chubby cheeks or younger runs up to me and hugs my lower body. I hug him back and chuckle at his behavior.
"Hi there." I say as he pulls away and I squat to his level to meet him. I run my arms playfully through his hair and he chuckles at that.
"Hi Amelia. I'm so excited that you're here. My name is Oliver."
"Hey Oliver. I'm also very excited to be here." I say and he pulls me into a hug. Someone likes hugs.
I get up and another handsome looking guy walks up to me. He looks like Hunter but he's hair is pulled up and short on the sides and his hair is blonde, he has blue eyes instead.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Amelia." He throws me a charming smile and grabs my hand planting a kiss onto it. My face heats up and I turn pink. I am flattered by his behavior. I remove my hand from his quickly when I hear a slight cough from behind.
"Nice to meet you too uhh..."
"It's Ethan." He smiles at me.
"Yeah... nice to meet you Ethan." I smile at him awkwardly as I turn to the next Dayton brother. They all introduce themselves and there is Xander, he is more reserved and doesn't say much. He has dirty brown hair and gray eyes. Next is Alec, he has dark brown curly hair with blue eyes and he looks adorable, almost like Oliver. Anna said there is another young boy, a baby but he's still fast asleep.
"Let's go to your room for the next three days." Anna hold my hand and leads me upstairs. I frown and squint my eyebrows as I turn to her.
What does she mean 'next three days'? Are they planning on dumping on the streets or killing me and selling my organs?
"What do you mean?" I ask curiously, feeling my heart beat quicken. This is something very serious.
"Relax!" She chuckles as she sees my state. "We are leaving on a world tour for a vacation." She grins. I feel my insides relax as I bubble up in excitement. My frown turns into a very wide grin that I'm scared my mouth may split.
"Oh My God! Thank you so much. Thank you." I jump as I pull her into a hug. She laughs and hugs me back.
"It's our pleasure. Now, lets go see your room." I pull away and follow her to my new room.
She leads me to a large beautiful room. Hanging from the ceiling is another chandelier. There is a beautiful king size bed in the middle of the room, and a flat screen that is opposite the bed. There are also couches and a nighstand, next to the bed. There is another room that leads to a walk in closet and another room that leads to a bathroom and a toilet.
This room is almost the same size as one of the Kardashians'
I gasp as I take it all in. "Am I sharing this with someone?" I ask still looking flabbergasted.
"Of course not. It's all yours." She smiles at me. I am left speechless as I look around my room for the next three days. This is all too much to take in. my room is half the size of this room. My parents are rich, don't get me wrong but I don't ask too much from them and if I do, I make sure it's not too much.
"Thank you." I say to her, pulling her into a hug. I don't want to act all mean by telling it's too much and I can't accept it. That's not me.
"Oh no need to thank us dear, we are happy that you like it."
"Like it?! I love it." I pull away and walk around the room, jumping up squealing. She laughs at me
"Take your time. If you need anything, you can ask me or any of the boys." She says and heads out not before blowing me a kiss.
I walk to the closet where my bags are. This closet is as big as Kim Kardashian's.
I spend an hour unpacking some clothes for the next three days. After unpacking, I head to my bed with my journal and decide to write a bucket list for the summer.
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